Walking through the clouds
My Chuck Taylor's touch the ground
I see you ahead
Where'd you go when you left my bed
Swans singing in the rain
Who are you to blame
Falling, falling out of touch
Falling, falling hurts so much
Give up the ghost
And hang up your coat
The moon will still be there
If you miss me, look up and stare
Wounds heal with time
Will yours, will mine
My body feels so paralyzed
Mystery hidden in disguise